He sat on the sofa and placed the laptop and gun on the sofa next to him. He put the groceries on the floor in front of him and drew out a can of beer... which he opened. Something must have caught his eye because he grabbed the gun and started down the hallway.“Amy!”, he screamed. “I know you are still here. Where are you?”Amy froze behind the sofa. Within seconds Alexander was on her screaming and kicking her. “You bitch. You fucking bitch. You’ve ruined everything.” He pushed her face down on. " Don't say that. Thinking of it will make me hurry them, and I might lose the sale. I'll be as quick as I can, without ruining it. Maybe making you wait, will make your prick harder, for me. I'll have to screw you harder, to make it go down. Maybe, I'll think of something to do, we didn't do last time."To Sean, sitting in the car, the hour that passed while his mother showed the house, seemed a week. His dick throbbed, and tried to burst through his jeans. Finally he pulled down his zipper,. He kept sliding his mouth up and down on the guys cock. The guys breathing was getting ragged and his cock had become very hard. Lee began to slide up and down with his mouth faster. Suddenly the guy began to thrust forward. Lee's balls were aching and he was hard beyond belief. His mind raced but, now he had started he was afraid to stop. Given what he was doing and where he was he kept going. In and out, over and over again he kept sucking. He tasted small amounts or precum now. It was salty. I've always thought that the mouth is the center of intimacy. Giving a blowjob is like kissing a guy in his most precious place. Even fucking can feel impersonal with the wrong guy, but I never feel that way about fellatio. It always feels so much more personal, more passionate. I'd rather blow a guy than fuck him, to be honest. I love just being the giver of his pleasure, like he's my master and my only purpose is to bring him to orgasm. "You know...my absolute favorite thing is to wake my guy.